...year, and she had yet to make even a dent in the massive amount of recommendations she had been asked to write. Somehow her afternoon had slipped by without even a thought of dinner. She hoped that Will had anticipated the stress of the evening and bring something home with him after rehearsal. Or be willing to settle for peanut butter and jelly. Stretching lazily and rising from the table to make...
Perched on the edge of the sofa, Emma twisted her hands in her lap as Will cleared away the dishes from the dining room table. He had insisted that they eat something before he divulged the last item in the shoe box. A ring. It had to be a ring, right? But earlier, hadn’t he had said he wanted to show her the box only after they were engaged? Maybe he had said that to throw her off. She had...
"Will." She swallowed and looked up at him from the post-it. "This is just too. . .much." "You have no idea what it is, do you." "Not a clue." He laughed as he plopped down on the bed next to her and pulled her legs across his lap. Scrunching her forehead and attempting to focus, she glanced down at Will's scribble again. 10/12 trucker dumps body at reststop Dayton cat sanctuary under invest...
“I’m a little confused,” she said as Will set the faded brown Hush Puppies box on the bed in front of her. She tried not to let her disappointment seep across her face. The man of her dreams had just hinted at asking her to marry him, and now she was staring at a crumbling shoebox that was probably shedding god knows what kind of bacteria onto their duvet. Will sat down across from her on the bed...
...swallow told her he was thinking carefully before he spoke this time. Until she laid her metaphorical cards down as she softly choked out her confession. “You don’t think I’m trying to get better, Will? I don‘t want to lose you.” “Lose me?” As he gently tugging her arms down, his stare told her he was still more than a little lost. He waited a few seconds. “Emma, by any chance did Rachel tell...
...passenger door of his car. Anyone else in the entire world would have thought she was crazy. But it only made him fall for her more. Since they had moved in together three months ago, Emma knew that Will had zero complaints about being practically jumped the moment he unlocked the door to their apartment on Thursday evenings, after extended Glee rehearsals were over. So she knew it wouldn’t go unnoticed...
...urges. She would have to improvise. “Okay, well there are those who believe that shaking a student’s hand is an excellent way to illustrate respect. And to maintain the appropriate,” she gulped as Will edged closer towards her, “physical boundaries.” “Would you like me to help you demonstrate, Miss Pillsbury?” “Um. Yes. Yes, thank you.” She stared at his outstretched hand for a second before...
...you Wi--Mr. Schuester. Um, let’s see what are some examples of unethical conduct.” She turned to the pages on the podium and began to flip nervously. She could barely focus on the print as she felt Will’s stare on her. Brushing her now sweaty bangs back from her forehead (and silently debating how quickly she could bolt towards the exit door in her Mary Janes), she looked up at the members of the...
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